#c: mathras

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( FIX ) from Mathras

Seduction Starters//  ( FIX ) fixing or straightening my mine’s clothes.- @lcgacyofages

Felassan chuckled as Mathras stood closely to him and fixed the collar of his shirt that had come to be bunched up on their travels. “You cannot see and yet still are somehow aware when I am unkempt.” With a smile, he reached to push a strand of Mathras’ hair behind his ear. “You should allow me to return that consideration. I weave a good braid, you know. I can give you something handsome that will hold for a while.” 

[despiour]

@lcgacyofages gets a random starter. 

“Mathras.” That was all the greeting Nethra offered. “I have a question for you. Something that has been weighing on me.”

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Mathras had been lightly playing on his flute, Shara fluttering about and enjoying the music. He'd heard Felassan's footsteps as he arrived and merely continued to play. Shara was not bothered, after all, so that meant no danger. As he finished, he rose to a stand and lifted a hand to feel out Felassan's face. In a moment, he pressed a quick peck of greeting to his lips before settling back on the balls of his feet. "And how have you been?"

@lcgacyofages

Felassan closed his eyes to protect them from Mathras’ wandering fingertips. He was accustomed to this by now. He smiled against the chaste kiss, feeling comfort in the familiarity of it. 

“I am well. But you should take a break from that.” He motioned toward the flute, not that it mattered, but he didn’t feel the need to stop his gesturing just because the other would not see it. He knew his point would get across either way. “Your lips are chapped.”